[ Ciri rolls her eyes, jumps back up, and goes back to the kitchen. A brief amount of banging around in the cabinet, and she's back, dropping another bottle of vodka on the table beside the first with a satisfying thud. (They have money, and plenty of booze; Jaskier won't mind.) ]
There.
[ She flops down on the couch again, and if Sephiroth hasn't already taken a seat, he will get dragged down to join her. Once settled, she grabs one of the bottles, pops the cork, and shoves it in his direction. She does not offer him a cup.
Then, she opens a drawer on the side of the table and pulls out the velvet bag containing her deck of cards -- a gift from Jaskier, hand-painted and gilded at the edges. ]
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There.
[ She flops down on the couch again, and if Sephiroth hasn't already taken a seat, he will get dragged down to join her. Once settled, she grabs one of the bottles, pops the cork, and shoves it in his direction. She does not offer him a cup.
Then, she opens a drawer on the side of the table and pulls out the velvet bag containing her deck of cards -- a gift from Jaskier, hand-painted and gilded at the edges. ]
You know any card games?